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house of horrors 2

Chapter 3 Before We Knock

Word Count: 1043 | Released on: 08/05/2026

amour

, swallowing every glimmer of light and silencing every sound-exce

dominion. His eyes glowed a deep crimson, his face stripped of any discernible featur

ing of a blood ritual, then let it fall slowly-and the air itse

hands moving swiftly over the plaster molds

ng nervously toward the door every few seconds, as if she sensed something unseen press

m-their wounds bleeding slow streams of blood that glistened in the dim light. Then suddenly, th

ther leg twitching upwards-not with life, but with so

e, transparent goblet that shimm

ugh the air from within the chalet itself, as i

uth and drained it in one savage gulp. A roar erupted from the depths-a sound so painless

m her trembling hands, crashing to the fl

as she gasped, h

hell is

ged a terri

ed the door-each step screaming like

th a trembling hand

n, carrying with it the meta

lights of Malik's car pulling in

d Dima-their faces grim, their eyes scanning the darkness for the source

the door behind them-sealing the night, an

Behind

en their breathing. The air was thick with an eerie tension,

us circumstances just months after his appointment. In the midst of that uneasy night, Malik and his companions sat inside the chalet, holding

ightly reclined wooden chair, his back stra

eyes fixed on the laptop

g masks. On the contrary, Magda and Lara exchanged anxious glances, as if they

tely low voice that carri

ms the best way forward is to impersonate regular visitors. It won

a, his eyes stead

all the masks for the pe

ce barely masking the exha

the wigs, the colored contact lenses, even the clothes to

day's Saturday-almost five in the morning. We have a few hours left before the real show

d smile, raising he

d my rea

d, cutting through he

ou missed your ol

face appeared-beautiful but burdened with invisible scars

a glass of cha

g of masks being removed one by one. The group exchanged brief

ow, deliberate, thick, red stream in the dim light-like the danger itself taking sha

e corner. A lamp shone through the discarded

ted, as the curtain slowly fell on a scene where humans hid behind masks-and no o

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house of horrors 2

Mohamed Mohamed Horror

“After Malek unleashed terror in the city in the first part, he returns in the second part, even more terrifying and mysterious. New police characters emerge, pursuing Malek and cleverly gathering evidence, making the confrontation between Malek and the authorities sharper and more intense. Meanwhile, as he searches for the truth in Sheikh Shams Al-Duhur's mansion, Detective Mohamed and journalist Susan investigate, while Daniel and Rofan join Malek and Dima, spreading fear throughout the city and making the police's task even more difficult, increasing panic in the hearts of the citizens. The truck driver soars alone through a path of horrors, while Hussein and his family grow more tense, struggling between good and evil. Real-life confrontations demand bravery, and psychological battles require great intellect. Events intertwine, engulfing everyone in terror, as Malek reaches the peak of cunning and intelligence. Will the police be able to capture Malek and his team, or will he continue to deceive and outsmart them, plunging the city deeper into bloodshed? "I have become afraid of Malek whenever I speak about him or write his name on paper," said one policeman about Malek. "I have never encountered a killer this intelligent since working at the Ministry of Interior," said a high-ranking officer as he submitted his resignation. "I had dreamed of having a child since my childhood. When I played with other children, I would hold a doll in my hands and imagine it was my daughter, whom I cherished. Sometimes I would style her hair, and at night she would sleep beside me in my bed. I never expected that when I married and had a child, I would have to hand my child over to death as a sacrifice for someone." A story of the human mind torn between logic and illogic, between what society and law impose, and what we truly must do. All this and so much more”